Greetings, Earth People. I'm Mike Redmond.
Not the baseball player. Instead of making you guess the rest, I'll just go ahead and tell you who I am and what I
do.

I'm a newspaper columnist -- formerly the feature
columnist for The Indianapolis Star (back when you could call it a newspaper). I bailed out of the place about two years after
Gannett bought it, and I still count that as the best decision I ever made. My creditors don't always agree.

Now I write for papers around Central Indiana, a magazine or two, and this site. I'm also a public speaker, a teacher, an historical
(as opposed to hysterical) interpreter, a farm tour guide, and occasionally, when I can be talked into it, an author.
They're all my favorite jobs.

This is where you'll find
my online column, posted every Wednesday, unless I get ambitious and post it Tuesday. But don't count on it.

This is also where to look for news about
speaking engagements, new jobs, friends, and stuff that strikes me as interesting. I'll probably throw in a few recipes, too. I get wild like that sometimes.

Take a look around. Let's have some fun.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Addressing the mess that is dress

GQ magazine has issued a list of the 40 worst-dressed cities in America, and to my great surprise,
Indianapolis is not on it.

Really. While backwater burgs like New York, Chicago and Los Angeles (not to mention Omaha,
Salt Lake City and Boulder) are represented, Indianapolis is nowhere to be seen.

Conclusions, anyone?

We might
as well get the least-likely out of the way first: That Indianapolis is an extraordinarily well-dressed city.

Hmm.
I don't think that one's going to fly.

There are well-dressed people in Indianapolis, of course, but let's face it:
The majority of us err on the side of casual. I think this is where the problem begins. It's fairly easy to agree on what
constitutes well-dressed, but casual is open to interpretation. My casual may be someone else's slobbed-out. Your casual may
be someone else's scandalous.

You could say that this casual attitude toward clothing ... no, wait. That would be
nudism. Let me start over.

You could say that this attitude toward casual clothing (there, that's better) is indicative
of our easy-going Indiana personalities, and to some extent you'd be right. We are not pretentious people. Most of us would
rather stay in our play clothes and leave our school clothes in the closet.

We favor what I call the Standard Indiana
Guy Uniform: Baggy shirt, preferably an athletic jersey; Jeans or shorts; athletic shoes; and a baseball cap, turned backwards
in most cases. You see this in every location, every season, and on all ages. And also on the men.

We also like the
Golf Suit, which is similar except the shirt is a polo and the pants are pleated khakis. The hat, if worn, is worn frontwards,
and socks are mandatory. This is for dressier occasions, such as formal dinners.

I do believe that we used to dress
better. My mother would not take us kids out in public unless we were scrubbed and wearing our "good clothes." And
I don't just mean for trips downtown. I'm talking about the grocery.

We don't do that sort of thing anymore. Remember
when people wore nice clothes to the ballgame? Heck, remember when they wore nice clothes to church? I have been to funerals
where I was the only non-preaching-type person wearing a suit and tie. Saw lots of windbreakers though.

Which gets
me to conclusion Number 2: The reason we're not on the GQ list is because it would be overkill. They dress like this EVERYWHERE
nowadays. Change the Colts shirt to the Chiefs and presto, the Indiana Guy Uniform is now the Kansas City Guy Uniform. And
you would be wise not to get them mixed up, especially on game day.

And then there's conclusion Number 3: We finished
41st or lower. I kind of think this is the right one.

My old Latin teacher, Mrs. Grabill, used to say Vestis
virum reddit. Clothes make the man. There's a lot of truth to that. It doesn't mean that we should all run around looking
like GQ guys (or Vogue women) all the time. But we could all probably dress a little nicer once in while, don't you think?

By the way -- everything on this site is Copyright 2009 by Mike Redmond. If you copy it without my permission,
I will hunt you down with either my dog or my lawyer. I'll probably go with the dog. She's smarter.